the tango on the floor
two by four
near the bay window on the far side of a wall
you asked me if i wanted more
and i wanted it all
oh, i knew the game was being played in full view
the dancers in the ball room acted like they always do
but
i wanted to think like a star
streaking across the sky
never to feel another hurt
never to hear another lie
you said you wanted me again but i couldn't tell
would you always love me if i tripped and fell
i saw a portion of your book and tried to read a page
you said you were thinking of love but on another stage
there was music flowing on the wind like heated air
i could taste the kisses but couldn't find you there
but
i wanted to think like a star
streaking across the sky
never to feel another hurt
never to hear another lie
the tango on the floor
two by four
near the bay window on the far side of a wall
you asked me if i wanted more
and i wanted it all
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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